Xiong Weiqun thought through empathy and concluded that if he were Zhuang Hua, he would not run around in the mall at the risk of accidentally bumping into enemy soldiers.
Nothing is absolute. Although he made such a conjecture, Xiong Weiqun stared at the north and south gates for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but relax: It's been so long, either Zhuang Hua has run away under his surveillance, or that
The woman found a place to hide in the mall...
If he ran away, he ran away. His mission was a complete failure. If this woman was still in the mall, then he would have to figure out her psychology and find her hiding place. After all, this was all he hoped for.
He tried his best to complete this task... At this time, he thought of his sister who was far away in a neighboring city that e frequently mentioned.
If he wants to hide from people in the mall, the best way is to have a friend he knows in the mall and let her hide in one of the fitting rooms and hang a sign saying she is changing clothes. In this way, he can't do it every time.
If you have to go through every fitting room, you will probably be asked out by the security early.
Taking a step back, she might be hiding in the women's restroom on a certain floor, which is also a place that is out of his reach. But he can ask someone to go in and check, saying that his girlfriend hasn't come out for a long time, and asking the other person to remind him.
.So this hiding method should have been filtered out by Zhuang Hua.
If it was really the first method... Thinking of this aspect, Xiong Weiqun quickly returned to the place upstairs where he had just lost him, and found that there was a whole row of shops nearby selling bags and jewelry. There were no fitting rooms, and they were connected in all directions.
If she wanted to disappear from here, she would probably go in any direction.
He was a little discouraged, and then he hurriedly walked aimlessly through the second and third floors of the shopping mall. He also walked up to the fourth floor, and found a supermarket and walked down again. Finally, he returned to the fake coconut tree in the lobby on the first floor.
Still thinking about where the woman would have been hiding if she hadn't left, he turned his head to observe the terrain and the people coming and going, and suddenly he saw the elevator leading to the underground floor.
Although he didn't go shopping with Zhong Ping last time in this mall, he had eaten in the underground snack street here when he came back. He hadn't found it there yet, and the elevator was outside his surveillance...
Holding a one in 10,000 chance, he followed the flow of people and took the elevator down to the underground floor.
It wasn't a weekend, it wasn't a meal. There were far fewer people than the day he and Zhong Ping came. The stalls on both sides were deserted, and there weren't many people in the table group in the middle. Even under the tables, it was clear. He walked to the snacks based on his memory.
At the corner of the street, there is also a unique cave inside. But after walking around for a long time, the only thing I got was that there was a fish ball seller asking him if he wanted some.
Zhuang Hua was not here, and Xiong Weiqun suddenly felt a little panicked: He couldn't really have failed. He had never failed in his mission record. He didn't know if this would affect his ability to get missions in the future... His sister was ill in bed for a day.
He needs money every day, and this nightmare has been haunting him since he graduated from college.
When there is no job, I am afraid that I will not be able to find a job. When I have a job, I am afraid of losing my job. If I lose my job, I am afraid that I will not be able to find another job. After I find a job that kills people, I am afraid that I will not be able to get the money. After I get the money, I am afraid that I will not have a new job...
An endless cycle with no solution.
He sat there slumped, thinking about whether anyone had told him what the consequences would be if he failed the mission. In the end, no one had ever told him what the consequences would be.
The store that sells fish balls still says: "Come for some fish balls. They are all made at home, so the fish is guaranteed to be fresh!"
Xiong Weiqun raised his head and looked around, and found a gap in the stall there. There was a fire door in the gap. He wanted to go out to regroup nearby, so he pointed there and asked the fish ball vendor: "You can also go from there.
Go upstairs?"
The hawker nodded: "You can go upstairs, but you can walk straight to the parking lot. Want some fish balls? It's not delicious, no charge!"
Xiong Weiqun was immediately alert. The passage between the underground snack street and the underground parking lot... this sounded suspicious. His inner hope was ignited again, so he bought a fish ball to express his gratitude and put it in a small plastic bowl.
In my hand, I pierced one with a skewer and chewed it in my mouth. It tasted really good.
He immediately pushed open the fire door, walked through the stairwell and the damp corridor that was too narrow to be called a corridor, and saw another fire door on the opposite side.
Before pushing open the fire door, he had a strange premonition, as if some beast in his chest was about to break through the boundary and run out. If Zhuang Hua could not be found in this last hope, the beast would be desperately disappointed.
There was indeed a parking lot outside the door, with cars parked neatly in rows. Looking at the surrounding corners, he vaguely noticed in the darkness that there were no cameras on the corners or on top of the load-bearing pillars, and then he cautiously walked out of the fire door. Exit
Far away from here, only a rectangular light can be seen, which seems to lead to the outside of the shopping mall. This makes Xiong Weiqun's heart sink. Since it leads to the outside of the shopping mall, Zhuang Hua could have run away from here long ago, so why would he stay here and wait?
Follow him to find him.
However, after he saw Zhong Ping, he felt a thump in his heart and everything became clear.
Zhong Ping appeared in the underground parking lot here, followed by an elegant man holding a rose in his hand, instead of attending classes in the kindergarten... There is only one explanation for this situation, that is, he has contact with L, and L
No running here!
After Xiong Weiqun moved from one pillar to another, he changed the angle and found that L was in the car, and the two people were outside, whispering something unknown. Later, Zhong Ping opened the hood of the car and poked his head.
Looking for something.
He was wondering whether to rush out frantically, stabbed him with a knife, and then ran upstairs through the food street through the fire door, quickly leaving here and returning to the city. Before he could hesitate, Zhong Ping saw someone.
Shadow curiously abandoned the hood and walked towards him.
There was no need to hide this time. Xiong Weiqun took advantage of the fact that the two were still three or four meters away and rushed forward. He grabbed Zhong Ping's head with both hands and turned it down with his left hand. He took out the knife with his right hand and pressed it against Zhong Ping's head.
On the throat.
Zhong Ping screamed. He said it was a scream, but it was just a sound that could only be made by a chicken that had its neck stepped on. At this time, he raised his eyes and realized that this person was Xiong Weiqun. He had only one reaction, and that was to scare his calf.
It turned to my knees and I couldn't even stand at that time.
The elegant man holding the flowers stammered and pointed at the two of them: "You, you, you..."
Before he could finish stuttering, Xiong Weiqun realized that L was also looking at him. In a flash, he was about to open the car door and run out. He dragged Zhong Ping over to the car door and kicked L back into the car.
Then he dropped Zhong Ping, opened the car door, and plunged in at the critical point. Zhuang Hua was smaller in stature and benefited from the small space. He got up and dodged to the back seat.
At the same time, Zhong Ping fell to his knees with a plop, holding a small bowl of fish balls in his hand. He didn't pay attention to what he was holding. When he saw Xiong Weiqun rushing into the car, he stopped turning his legs in desperation.
As soon as he got up, he got into the car like a dog and grabbed Xiong Weiqun's thigh.
The man holding the flower looked at the exit. He didn't know whether he should rush forward and grab Zhong Ping's thigh or go to the exit and find the security guard...